As the girl let me make out with her and continue cupping and squeezing her huge breast, Willy’s hand slid from her tit down her front, into her crotch, where he was digging his fingers against her bluejeans. The bitch leaned back a bit, parting her thighs, moaning more forcefully into my kiss while Willy was rubbing his fingertips against her pussy through her tight jeans.
I found myself hoping the trip was going to take a while. My hand pushed up her t-shirt enough on her flat tummy, so I could slide my hand upwards, inside her shirt, and wrap my hand around her bra. Pushing her bra up and off her huge tits, I had the two boobs exposed inside her shirt, so my hand could now touch her flesh directly. Her nipple was fucking huge — long, hard, swollen. I pinched it, she giggled in my mouth while we kept kissing. Making out even harder, she was frenetic with my hand on her naked tits and Willy stroking magic over her vagina. My buddy masturbated her and I kissed her like my girlfriend, tugging at her nipples and alternatingly cupping the fleshy, huge boobies back and forth.
My arm and hand pushed her t-shirt up even higher, rolling it under her armpits, so now her tits were naked — sticking out from underneath the bra and t-shirt above them, those huge, brown nipples poking an inch forward, with wide, dark-brown areolae around them on creamy, light-tan skin. The Korean hottie grinned at me, seeing me eye her nude tits, and she kept her back arched, sticking them forward. The slut liked the attention. I couldn’t help myself, I dove down, wrapping my mouth around her closest boob, suckling it into my wet mouth. It tasted soft and young, firm, so fucking huge; the nipple was like rock, however, aching and hard. She moaned even more, pushing that tit into my mouth, letting me salivate on it, munching it with my tongue and lips.
“Hey,” Willy muttered, “maybe we should get a room.”
I knew exactly what he meant. There was a motel that rented by the hour right off the Interstate, where we took the other Asian hottie Janae for a couple hours of fucking. They don’t ask questions, they just take the cash, knowing guys are getting laid in the rooms. Mostly hookers, I would think, but Willy and I were better than that. We had the girl turned on, we didn’t need to pay her for sex.
So after licking around her nipple a while, smelling how wet her kitty was in her jeans from Willy rubbing it, I sat up and looked in her slanted brown eyes. “How ’bouts we skip dinner — just go get a room, and you can let us fuck you as much as you want?” I added, with a wink, “He and I got big cocks — you WON’T be disappointed!”
The teenager, undoubtedly on her first booty call, looked nervous and hesitated, and her voice equivocated a little as she said, “Ummm — sure?”
It was all I needed to hear, she wasn’t disagreeing.
Wally started looking around to reverse the truck, and get to the motel on the Interstate, maybe no more than ten minutes away. I was hungry for food, but would take a roll in bed with this slut over dinner anytime. With Willy driving, I got to have the honors of now rubbing the heat of her crotch, finding her grinding her hips against my hand through her jeans, while I kept sucking her breasts back and forth. I got both her breasts dripping with with my spit, glistening with the drool I deposited on them, while she was breathing hard and making those large, fleshy glands heave back and forth. There wasn’t talking, only her incessant grunting and moaning above my tit-sucking and cunt-rubbing.